C2 Light Wind and Cloud

The torrential rain gradually subsided after an entire night. By the time the sun rose, the sky was already clear.

Zuo Feng remained in his cross-legged position without moving. During the night, he had completely stabilized his cultivation at the Third Rank of Body Strengthening Stage, regardless of the abundant spiritual energy in his body.

He slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he could no longer see the lightning flashing in his eyes, but his black pupils seemed even more profound. He tried to channel the spiritual energy within his body, and strands of spiritual energy, which was mixed with electricity, flowed through his meridians rapidly.

Zuo Feng's body's recovery and unexpected harvest made him inexplicably excited. Because the spiritual energy contained the power of thunder, the speed of spiritual energy circulation was at least several times faster than other martial artists at the same level. Although the total amount of spirit energy was only at the third level of the body strengthening, the spirit energy with the power of lightning was like a rock compared to a beautiful jade compared to normal spirit energy.

Zuo Feng slowly stood up and casually threw out a punch. The spiritual energy in his aura sea reached his fist in the blink of an eye. Zuo Feng was extremely satisfied with these changes.

This time, he had another unexpected harvest. It was during the process of stabilizing his cultivation last night, he discovered that there was a sliver of energy slowly being released from his chest. This energy went through a few very unfamiliar meridians and returned to a distant place.

After many attempts, he was shocked to discover that this should be a cultivation method. Since this mysterious power had the miraculous effect of raising the flesh and bones of the dead, then this cultivation technique was definitely not that inferior. However, after he used his spiritual energy to try and circulate it, Zuo Feng could only helplessly sense that the many acupoints in his meridians were unable to open up.

Even so, Zuo Feng was already very satisfied. As for this cultivation technique, he planned to try it out after his strength had improved.

Once again, he cast his gaze down into the deep pool. He was unable to express his mixed feelings. This past year's experience had been like a nightmare for him. Now that the rain had finally ended, he didn't know if the extra strength he had was a blessing or a curse.

When Zuo Feng returned to the village, it was already the scorching sun. With a single glance, he could see countless busy figures, all of them preparing for tomorrow's coming of age ceremony.

"Seeing your unlucky appearance, did you lose your cultivation, and even your brain became stupid?"

Just as Zuo Feng was about to rush home, he heard a voice he loathed coming from behind him. He didn't need to turn around to know that the person speaking was Teng Fang, who had deliberately humiliated him yesterday.

Zuo Feng turned around abruptly, his sharp eyes meeting the opponent's. For the past year, he had always maintained a peaceful attitude. Now that he already had a cultivation base, how could he endure and swallow his anger like before?

"Look at this kid, he seems a little different today."

"Who are you bluffing with your eyes? Do you think you're the martial arts maniac from back then?"

"Of course it's different. Look at his drenched appearance, he must have lost his cultivation and became stupid."

Zuo Feng suppressed his emotions. He hadn't forgotten about the prohibition of private duels in the village. The familiar sarcasm and ridicule made him suddenly feel that the people in front of him were extremely ridiculous.

'A bunch of clowns. I'll let you all play around for a few more days. I'll use my strength to shut yourselves up.'

Zuo Feng faintly smiled as he thought this in his heart. He looked at the people around him, shook his head slightly, and left in big strides.

Teng Fang stared unblinkingly at Zuo Feng's back, anger burning faintly in his chest. Back then, after Zuo Feng defeated him in three moves, he had the same smile and back view as well. The sound of grinding teeth could be heard and a few words were almost squeezed out from the gaps between the teeth.

"It's best if you don't appear at the coming of age ceremony tomorrow, otherwise …"

"Brother Teng Fang, if he dares to come here, I'll help you teach him a lesson."

"If he really doesn't know his place, I will personally cripple him."

Although Zuo Feng had already left, these people seemed to have raised their voices to speak. He could hear every single word.

"You want me to become a cripple? Hur Hur."

Zuo Feng seemed to be talking to himself. His smile gradually faded, and his eyes became icy cold.

"Feng Er!"

Hearing this low voice, Zuo Feng's expression slowly calmed down, and he turned his head to look at the direction of the voice.

A middle-aged man and woman were walking towards him. The man was about forty years old. He wore a long blue robe that made him look like a scholar. His figure was tall and thin, and a pair of tiger-like eyes flickered on his sharp and sharp face. The woman was around thirty years old, with brows like crescent moons and eyes like autumn water. Only, the corners of her eyes had traces of time hanging on them.

Seeing the two coming over, Zuo Feng bowed deeply and said, "Teacher, teacher's wife."

"Didn't I tell you to only call me Uncle and Aunt Zhuang? Besides, this entire year, your Aunt Zhuang is your master. "How did you end up in such a sorry state? Did that brat, Teng Fang, make things difficult for you again?"

Zuo Feng heard his master's words and felt his heart warm. He thought back to the year that he lost his cultivation, when his master, Teng Xiao Yun, made a rule that no private fights were allowed in the village. His wife, Zhuang Yu, patiently taught him the art of medicine.

"I already heard about the monthly notice yesterday, and I scolded him harshly. If he comes looking for trouble with you again, you must tell me. "

Zuo Feng shook his head slowly and said, "Master, you don't have to worry too much about such small matters."

"Ahh, it's fine if the unfilial son doesn't mention it. I coincidentally met you here, so it's good for you to walk around with me."

"If you guys have something to discuss, then I'll head back to the medicine hut first!"

Zuo Feng looked at the back of his wife as she left, as if his master wasn't just casually chatting.

"How have you been recently?"

Hearing his master's question, Zuo Feng wanted to tell him the truth about his recovery. Before Zuo Feng could say anything, Teng Xiao Yun said to himself.

"After a year of investigation, I now have a general idea of the person who hurt you that time."

That matter was like a thorn in Zuo Feng's heart. When he heard that the person who had caused his death had gotten into trouble, he had forgotten about the others and asked anxiously.

"Who is it?"

Teng Xiao Yun slowly shook his head as if he had aged a lot. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "I hope it's not him. I hope my suspicions are wrong. Ever since you were almost ambushed and killed a year ago, the situation in the village has become more and more subtle. "

"The bandits that had always been at peace with us began to stir, and a group of mysterious men appeared in the mountain. I wonder if the Zuo Family Village could survive this crisis."

"It's actually this serious." Zuo Feng was a bit surprised. He had never thought that the situation in the village would be this grim.

"I hope that after tomorrow's coming of age ceremony, I will be able to form an alliance with the other village heads. The village has a group of people missing in the mountains. Their whereabouts are still unknown. This is a very dangerous signal. "

After a moment of hesitation, Teng Xiao Yun seemed to have made up his mind and said, "The waterfall you go to often, try not to go again."

Zuo Feng was obviously a bit stunned by this disagreement. Teng Xiao Yun looked around and saw that no one was around. He said in a low voice: "There is a cave on the wall of the waterfall. If anything happens to me, what's inside the cave?" You... Do it yourself. But remember, don't show it to anyone. "

After saying this, Teng Xiao Yun looked at the dazed Zuo Feng and sighed. Then, he slowly left.

Zuo Feng's miraculous encounters came from near the waterfall.

'Could it be that the miraculous recovery of my life and the power of lightning in my body have something to do with the things in the cave? '

After an unknown period of time, only when a petite palm lightly patted Zuo Feng's shoulder did he regain his senses from his shock. At this moment, the Teng Xiao Yun beside him had already disappeared and was replaced by a dried up and dried up youth.

"Why are you standing here daydreaming? Are you hesitating about tomorrow's coming of age ceremony?"

Zuo Feng's heart immediately relaxed as he looked at the teenager who had just spoken. This young man was one of his few friends, and the only one who could treat him like how he used to be after he turned from a genius to trash.

The young man was almost half a head shorter than Zuo Feng, and his eyes were so tiny that only a small gap could be seen. A small, feminine nose with a big mouth would make people feel funny at first glance. The young man's name was Zuo Hou, and because of his appearance and body, coupled with the homonym of his name, everyone often called him "Zuo Hou".

"Monkey, you've already prepared tomorrow's coming of age ceremony competition."

"Madman, then are you going to attend tomorrow's coming of age ceremony or not?"

Zuo Feng smilingly hit him and said, "I said don't call me crazy."

"Since I'm a monkey, then you're a madman. Hmph, unless you stop calling me by my nickname."

To Zuo Feng, whose cultivation had returned to normal, this kind of teasing and teasing was exceptionally precious.

"Since you said coming of age ceremony, why didn't I attend?"

"You are quite brave, you are truly my good brother, Zuo Hou. "I heard that Teng Fang and the others have already said that they will cripple you if you dare to appear."

Looking at the boy who looked so happy, Zuo Feng sneered, "Then let me see how they will cripple me."

Hearing this, Zuo Hou looked at Zuo Feng from head to toe in astonishment, and said in confusion.

"Why do I feel like you've changed?"

Zuo Feng asked in puzzlement: "Where did it change?"

"It seems like that training madman from a year ago has returned."

Zuo Feng did not answer him, but revealed a meaningful smile. After that, he ignored the confused and dazed Zuo Hou and walked forward. After taking a few steps, he casually raised his arm and waved it in the air.

Looking at Zuo Feng's relaxed posture of waving goodbye, the skinny back gradually overlapped with the talented youth from a year ago. That familiar back was the target of countless youths chasing after it. Of course, that included himself.

The night was full of stars, like pieces on a pitch black chessboard.

After a simple dinner, Zuo Feng sat alone in his own small courtyard. From time to time, the sound of her parents' conversation could be heard from inside the house. Occasionally, there would be the sweet laughter of her little sister mixed in.

A year ago, he had wholeheartedly immersed himself in training, never intentionally feeling a hint of happiness in his family life. During this year, he had lost his cultivation and was unable to cultivate. Thus, he had gradually learned to understand the most ordinary and beautiful things in his life.

He caressed his chest, finding a strange, droplet-shaped protrusion. He had already given up on telling his master about this change of his. For his own family, he would bury this secret forever in his heart.